On the way to becoming the strongest, I first became a popular person.

Chapter 164 I'm Sorry, I'm a Bad Boy

In the bamboo forest on the back mountain, Eleven was holding a handful of colorful wild flowers that he had picked from somewhere, and walking around the graves, placing a small flower in front of each wooden sign.

Today is June 2224, 6 in the Alliance Calendar. It is her birthday and the birthday of everyone in the orphanage.

She was born in the coldest winter, but today is her birthday.

That was decided by the director. Today is the birthday of all the children in the orphanage. The director said that this day is Children's Day, which has beautiful meaning. She hopes that they can all grow up safely, healthily and happily.

The director and Teacher Chen don’t celebrate their birthdays, so this day is also their birthday. On this day last year, we made wreaths for them and we frolicked and played together, happily spending a wonderful day together.

But now everyone is dead and buried in the cold ground. They will no longer laugh at me, nor will they celebrate my birthday with me again.

Eleven bent down and placed the last little red flower in his hand on a special wooden plaque, on which were engraved two simple numbers, a kitten with the word "king" on its head, and flowers.

She stared blankly at the wooden sign, her mind a little distracted, and she recalled what Seventeen had said to her after she recovered from her illness.

"Eleven, don't trust others easily in the future. Be a little more selfish, be nicer to yourself, and don't do anything foolishly just because others say so. You are the most important person in this world. Promise me that if someone wants to be your companion in the future, they must at least stand by you forever like I do and never betray you."

"You deserve the best in the world. Don't let yourself down. You need to learn to be good to yourself. You are the most important. No one else matters. You must remember what I say and never forget it."

A familiar voice seemed to ring in her ears. She stared blankly at the small grave. It was Seventeen's cenotaph.

When she woke up later and went to the old building, she found nothing was left there, only a pool of blood on the ground, confirming everything that had happened there.

The children in the orphanage didn't have any extra clothes, so she only found seventeen worn-out clothes that were washed white. She buried them and built a simple cenotaph.

Eleven silently lowered his eyelashes, casting a dark blue shadow on his face.

Seventeen. Spring has passed and now it is summer, but you will never know.

You didn't wait for spring, no one waited for spring, only I survived.

It was those ugly and disgusting star beasts that killed you and destroyed my home.

Damn them, damn them all.

That day, I heard it.

They said I was special and that there was a powerful force in my body that could kill star beasts, so I survived that day.

Someone said that someone would be sent to take me away. That person seemed very powerful. Could she make me stronger? Strong enough to kill all those guys who killed you?

"Eleven! Come with me quickly, the alliance's army is here to inspect us! The dean is already calling people to assemble, come with me quickly." A panting voice came from behind, interrupting her thoughts.

"it is good."

She responded, took one last look at the place before leaving, then turned around and left without looking back.

Those people are here to take me away.

Goodbye, everyone.

Also, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Aunt Dean, I'm a bad boy who tells lies.

Sorry, Seventeen, I can't listen to you and live well. I don't want to be a good and obedient child anymore. I won't go to heaven either. I want to go to hell and kill all those guys who killed you.

I can't watch all of you die and still live alone with a clear conscience.

I want... revenge on them.

She clenched her right hand and raised her head suddenly. There was a dark blood color surging in her glass-colored eyes, as if the flame of revenge was about to break out of its confinement and fly into the sky.

She turned and stepped into the sunshine, and also into hell.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the bamboo forest behind her, and the fluttering bamboo leaves were blown in the direction she left. They danced in the air, bidding a final silent farewell.

……

A group of people were standing on a temporary platform in the front yard.

"Captain, the child mentioned above doesn't seem to be here."

"Let's test it first, and we'll talk about it later."

The middle-aged man in a black military uniform with red edges took out a box from his pocket and opened it and placed it on the small wooden table beside him. In the center of the black box was a transparent round ball. He pointed at it and said to the people in the audience: "Put your hand on it. Anyone who reacts within three seconds can go with us."

The children in the audience were noisy and whispering something.

"Quiet!" The new headmistress shouted sternly, stopping them from whispering to each other, and then said, "Line up in three teams! Start with me, and then start from the team on the far right, one by one."

After she finished speaking, she walked up to the platform first, placed her hand on the ball, and looked at it expectantly. Unfortunately, three seconds passed and there was no reaction.

"Next." The middle-aged man next to her glanced at her indifferently and said.

The dean walked away dejectedly, her face which had several deep wrinkles now wrinkled together. She stared at the soldiers, motionless, with a dazed look on her face, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"next."

"next."

……

"It seems that there are no qualified people here. They are indeed an outlier that only appears once in millions of people." Someone muttered in a low voice. He glanced at the few remaining children below and suddenly stopped at the girl at the end of the line. His eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly said to the leader, "Captain, I see the target."

"Shut up, I know." The man said calmly, glanced at the unresponsive sensor ball, and spoke again, "Next."

Soon, the team reached the end.

The last person walked up slowly. The other children looked at her and the ball, thinking that it would be the same as before, and had no reaction. Some people even thought that the thing was broken, otherwise how could there be no reaction among more than 300 people.

Just as a skinny little hand touched the sphere, a black light suddenly emanated from it, engulfing everything around it.

It was as if night had fallen and the yard suddenly became dark. The children below were startled by this and started making noise again.

"Oh my god, what is this?" Someone on the platform couldn't help but exclaim.

The captain glanced at him and the man quickly stopped talking.

"Okay, let go."

Eleven calmly withdrew his hand, looked up at him, and spoke softly, but with a hint of determination in his tone:

"Uncle, I'll go with you."